I love crossfit, (crossfit.com)I love it with the fervour I normally reserve for rum. Everyday I log on to their website and read what torture is lined up for that day and I marvel at the devious and dastardedly mind behind it. After Tuesday's agonising and arse numbing 400m lunge walk I still cannot sit into my chair without yelping or muttering in fear. Climbing the stairs is almost tear inducing, coming back down them is worse. I thought I was going to die getting out of bed yesterday.
So what does the coach dish up for us this very morning?
A 5k run. For time.
Oh Coach, we are not worthy, we truly are not.
I"m going to the gym now, I may be some time, if I don't come back give Shebah my shoes.
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